These are just some of the things I never got to blog about back in my days at Botak Island. Every male in this country who has served their days in green would agree that Botak Island days are one of the really bitter but yet fun days they'll never forget.
Now I finally know why...I really miss those days...now that I'm out of that place, with my dear friends posted to different places. The days where we all got punished together, went through tough times, the satisfaction of discovering and achieving levels of physical ability that none of us thought was ever possible. All the friendship that was made, all the people that comes from various walks of life. We had many many disputes, but we also had joy, we also had fun (we had seasons in the sun <---lol).
I really dunno what to say about my good old days in Botak Island. I guess it's a really intangible feeling to describe. It's the kind of feeling were you'll experience towards the end of a very fun school/cca/church camp, but much deeper.
